William Shakespeare

O, where is loyalty? If it be banished from the frosty head, Where shall it find a harbor in the earth?

— William Shakespeare

“Sin, death, and hell have set their marks on him, And all their ministers attend on him.”

— William Shakespeare

What's the news? None, my lord, but that the world's grown honest, Then is doomsday near.

— William Shakespeare

But the strong base and building of my love is as the very centre of the earth, drawing all things to it.

— William Shakespeare

“Northumberland, thou ladder wherewithal the mounting Bolingbroke ascends my throne.”

— William Shakespeare

Your cause of sorrow must not be measured by his worth, for then it hath no end.

— William Shakespeare

Is this government of Britain's Isle, and this the royalty of Albion's King?

— William Shakespeare

“Bloody thou art, bloody will be thy end; Shame serves thy life and doth thy death attend.”

— William Shakespeare

They say, the tongues of dying men Enforce attention, like deep harmony; Where words are scarce, they're seldom spent in vain; For…

— William Shakespeare

“Our separation so abides, and flies, That thou, residing here, go'st yet with me, And I, hence fleeting, here remain with thee.”

— William Shakespeare

The Brightness of her cheek would shame those stars as daylight doth a lamp; her eyes in heaven would through the airy…

— William Shakespeare

“Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs; Being purg'd, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes; Being vex'd, a sea…

— William Shakespeare

Omission to do what is necessary Seals a commission to a blank of danger; And danger, like an ague, subtly taints Even…

— William Shakespeare

A woman that is like a German clock, Still a-repairing, ever out of frame, And never going aright, being a watch, But…

— William Shakespeare

“Fie, wrangling queen! Whom everything becomes, to chide, to laugh, To weep; whose every passion fully strives To make itself, in thee,…

— William Shakespeare

“Let us deal justly. Sleepest or wakest thou, jolly shepherd? Thy sheep be in the corn; And for one blast of thy…

— William Shakespeare

Her passions are made of nothing but the finest part of pure love

— William Shakespeare

If people knew how much I hated them, they'd love me for holding it in.

— William Shakespeare

You have lost no reputation at all, unless you repute yourself such a loser.

— William Shakespeare

I do know of these That therefore only are reputed wise For saying nothing.

— William Shakespeare

The heavens forbid But that our loves and comforts should increase Even as our days do grow!

— William Shakespeare

A sad tale's best for winter. I have one of sprites and goblins.

— William Shakespeare

Knowing I lov'd my books, he furnish'd me From mine own library with volumes that I prize above my dukedom.

— William Shakespeare

Our bodies are our gardens to which our wills are gardeners.

— William Shakespeare

“When shall we three meet again In thunder, lightning, or in rain?”

— William Shakespeare

You are thought here to the most senseless and fit man for the job.

— William Shakespeare

Thy best of rest is sleep, And that thou oft provok'st; yet grossly fear'st Thy death, which is no more.

— William Shakespeare

“These signs have mark'd me extraordinary; And all the courses of my life do show I am not in the roll of…

— William Shakespeare

To lapse in fulness Is sorer than to lie for need, and falsehood Is worse in kings than beggars.

— William Shakespeare

There's never a villain dwelling in all Denmark But he's an arrant knave.

— William Shakespeare

Thou art a soul in bliss; but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire; that mine own tears Do scald like…

— William Shakespeare

Speak to me as to thy thinkings, As thou dost ruminate, and give thy worst of thoughts The worst of words.

— William Shakespeare

Passion lends them power, time means to meet, tempering extremities with extremes sweet.

— William Shakespeare

The seasons change their manners, as the year Had found some months asleep and leapt them over.

— William Shakespeare

Our purses shall be proud, our garments poor; for 'tis the mind that makes the body rich

— William Shakespeare

You are not worth the dust which the rude wind Blows in your face.

— William Shakespeare

Make less thy body hence, and more thy grace. Leave gormandizing.

— William Shakespeare

“Make our faces vizards to our hearts, disguising what they are.”

— William Shakespeare

The extreme parts of time extremely forms all causes to the purpose of his speed.

— William Shakespeare

This is the very ecstasy of love, whose violent property ordoes itself and leads the will to desperate undertakings.

— William Shakespeare